Film and Television Variety Show: The Jade Girl's Love Affair

After stepping inside and sitting down, Song Mo's gaze was fixed on Tang Yu, filled with curiosity and admiration.

"Why is your outfit so different from that of ordinary women?"

Before leaving, Tang Yu changed into a Han Dynasty quju (a type of traditional Chinese robe), which she wore specifically for Song Mo.

"A woman dresses up for the man who appreciates her, so she's dressed for you. But does she still meet your standards?"

Song Mo blushed immediately, but still answered Tang Yu's question seriously.

"nice."

After saying this, flames seemed to leap in Song Mo's eyes. Although his face still carried a trace of youthful innocence, his cheeks were slightly flushed from the heat in his heart.

"I'll believe all the sweet words you say."

Tang Yu's ability to speak sweet words came naturally to Song Mo, who simply couldn't resist.

He no longer blamed himself for falling for her too quickly; he was only worried that the person in front of him wasn't sincere.

"If you ask me about things in Sichuan or business, I might not tell you the truth, but I won't lie to you about other things."

Song Mo didn't want to ask about those things anymore. After all, even the emperor and the ministers didn't care, so why should he bother with them?

His intuition told him that the people in front of him were his family and loved ones.

"What did I call you before? Were you also called Yuan Yu back then?"

Song Mo held the person in front of him affectionately and asked, burying his face deep in the woman's neck, his breath hot and rapid.

For some reason, Song Mo always felt that he could do whatever he wanted, no matter how bold or outrageous.

In the British Duke's mansion, only the parents and younger brother were considered a close family.

He was a homeless person who rejected being outside; he didn't feel at ease there.

Although his mother loved him and his younger brother respected him, his father continued to dislike him.

That home was always something he dared not touch.

"This... the name doesn't matter. We already have new names. Just use the one you've used in this life."

No, Yuan Shen is shameless; he's been called shameless all sorts of names. Tang Yu can't bring herself to say it.

Song Mo had never seen Tang Yu blush; he was always the one being teased and left in a limbo.

However, the person in front of him seemed a little shy, and Song Mo immediately smiled.

"Yingying? Jiaojiao? Mianmian? Yaoyao? Yuyu..."

Tang Yu directly covered Song Mo's mouth with her hand.

"Just shut up!"

Song Mo remained silent, but his eyes and brows were filled with a wanton smile.

Tang Yu thought for a moment, and then she smiled.

"Call me whatever you want, whatever makes you happy."

Song Mo was satisfied; he was an exceptionally intelligent person.

Even if the person in front of him didn't explain what happened in their past life, he could already tell from the details how intimate and loving they were.

How long will you be staying in Futing?

Song Mo is more concerned about this issue now. He wonders if they will have to part again for a year or two after meeting once. He really can't stand that.

"I'll go back to Sichuan in the middle of this year. At other times, wherever you want me to be, that's where I'll be."

Song Mo's heartstrings were plucked once again, and a surge of emotion overwhelmed him instantly.

He embraced the person before him and kissed him tremblingly, passionately and tenderly, as if he wanted to pour out all the emotions in his heart in that instant.

“Ayu, I feel like I only have a home when I'm by your side.”

Tang Yu suddenly felt a little strange.

Song Mo comes from a wealthy family and has a bright future. As a young general, he is full of vigor and ambition. Such a person is clearly the pride of heaven, so why does he seem to lack a sense of security?

Could there be something wrong with Song Mo's parents?

Yuan Shen's parents also had problems back then, and it took Yuan Shen a long time to reconcile with herself during the years she was not around.

“Song Mo, your parents will eventually grow old. The person who will accompany you for the rest of your life is your wife, so I am your family.”

Song Mo smiled and then rolled over to rest his head on Tang Yu.

"Ayu, I'm going to deal with the pirates in a few days. I want to get a good night's sleep tonight."

Tang Yu smiled and nodded, her fingers gently running through the dark hair of the person beneath her, her tone tender and moving.

"Okay, you don't need to worry about anything here. Sleep well, I won't leave you."

Song Mo spent the whole day here, pestering Tang Yu to read books, brew tea, and play the zither together.

Before leaving, Tang Yu gave Song Mo two pairs of swords.

"I see you're skilled with dual swords. Try these two swords on and see if you like them?"

Song Mo's eyes lit up instantly. As a military general, he had a keen insight into weapons.

My gaze fell upon the twin blades, and I was struck by a sudden flash of cold light. The blades gleamed, seemingly emitting a chilling glint. Their sharpness seemed capable of cleaving the heavens and earth, exuding an extraordinary and awe-inspiring aura. They were like divinely bestowed blades, their unparalleled sharpness already apparent even before being tested.

Song Mo happily accepted the two swords and strode outside. He stood firmly, his aura suddenly exuding power. Holding the swords in both hands, he focused his energy in his dantian and swung the swords down fiercely.

The two blades flashed like lightning, slashing down at a boulder with unstoppable force.

With a loud "crack," the boulder split open, leaving a smooth, clean fracture, and fragments of rock scattered everywhere.

Song Mo held two swords in his hand, a bright smile spreading across his face.

“Ayu, I really like this gift.”

Being a military general is very hard work. Before Song Mo left, Tang Yu made him take a bunch of ointments to stop bleeding and promote tissue regeneration.

Given the current situation, Song Mo will likely be very busy, as it's clear that the Duke of Dingguo is about to lead his army in a final battle.

The pirates in Futing were no longer a threat, and the end of the war was just around the corner.

In the days that followed, Tang Yu was busy developing his business in Futing, secretly recruiting many boatmen and craftsmen in preparation for the future development of maritime trade.

After returning to the military camp, Song Mo was busy leading his troops to suppress bandits, and his days were quite hectic.

However, at a crucial moment in the war, the Duke of England, who was in charge of transporting military supplies and was Song Mo's father, Song Yichun, failed to deliver the supplies on time, directly causing a delay in the military operation.

Therefore, Song Mo had no choice but to launch a surprise attack in order to ensure victory in the final stage of the war; otherwise, dragging it out would only lead to a battlefield collapse.

Therefore, despite the shortage of supplies, Song Mo successfully launched a surprise attack on Zhoudao Island and wiped out the last stronghold of the Dongyu pirates.

On the day of their great victory, Song Yichun finally arrived at the military camp, enraging Duke Dingguo, Jiang Meisun.

This man was transporting supplies and delayed military operations. Jiang Meisun immediately tied Song Yichun up and decided to punish him with military law and whipping him.

Song Mo rushed back at this moment, pleading for his father and offering to take the beating in his place.

Tang Yu originally came to visit Song Mo, who had returned victorious, but unexpectedly witnessed such a good show.

Song Mo's father in this life seems like a shameless scoundrel, even worse than his father in the previous life!

Especially when Song Mo took the beating in place of his father, this guy shamelessly turned around and left.

She didn't even look at her son being whipped, her face full of disgust.

Are they really father and son?

For this reason, Tang Yu even carefully calculated whether the two were related by blood.

It turns out they were father and son! How strange!

That night, Jiang Meisun, Song Mo's uncle, had already applied medicine to the wound on his back.

Song Mo's father, Song Yichun, didn't come to visit at all; instead, he left with his own people.

Although I've told myself not to worry about it.

But after everyone left, Song Mo's mood still couldn't help but sink.

Because he really couldn't understand why his father hated him so much.

"Sometimes you don't need a reason to hate someone, and it's common to be biased towards someone."

It's not because you're not good enough, maybe it's just because that person is too bad.

Tang Yu's sudden appearance instantly delighted Song Mo.

He wanted to stand up and hug the person in front of him, but the excruciating pain in his back made him cry out.

Tang Yu quickly stepped forward and grasped the hand of the person in front of her.

"You've suffered such a serious injury, you should sit down and rest immediately."

After saying that, Tang Yu took the hand in front of her and sat down on the soft couch, then gently nestled into Song Mo's arms, her jade arms softly encircling him.

Song Mo was instantly overjoyed by this gentle embrace.

You know about what happened today?

Tang Yu nodded gently, and then her fingers gently unbuttoned Song Mo's clothes.

She took out the ointment she had prepared and carefully applied it to Song Mo's back injury.

The moment the medicine touched the skin, a cooling sensation spread instantly.

Song Mo felt all the pain slowly dissipate in the coolness, and his whole body was immersed in a gentle and comfortable feeling.

"This medicine feels so good, Ayu. Don't you think it's important that your father dislikes you?"

Tang Yu smiled gently, then draped the clothes back over Song Mo's shoulders and carefully dressed him.

Her slender fingers gently stroked Song Mo's eyebrows and eyes. Then, she leaned down slightly and kissed Song Mo's forehead, gently offering words of comfort.

“Fool, don’t think of the bond between father and son as something beautiful. Think about how the people sitting on the throne feel when they look at their sons.”

Think about how Emperor Xuanzong of Tang killed three of his sons in one day. Then think about what other emperors in history did because they feared their sons would seize the throne. Were there few fathers who killed their sons?

"Family ties are sometimes very important, but sometimes they are not important at all in the face of interests."